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Inktober is here! I was never for traditional ink challenge, so I use Inktober to draw and challenge myself with daily OCs drawings.
Day 1 - Poisonous - Folder File keeping it classy and secret. You donât want to be next on the menu.
(Hey, Iâm not dead. Just overworked, stressed and simply... yeah
Here have a File)
tarot card asks
fool: whatâs the biggest risk youâve ever taken?
magician: list 3 of your talents
high priestess: do you pay more attention to your heart or your mind?
empress: how dependent are you on others?
emperor: describe your relationship with your father
hierophant: do you value tradition?
lovers: does someone need to share your values for you to pursue a relationship?
chariot: in what situations are you most assertive?
strength: how impulsive are you?
hermit: what are you like when youâre alone?
wheel of fortune: howâs your luck?
justice: do you value fairness over mercy?
hanged man: how do you feel about martyrs?
death: do you like change?
temperance: do you tend to focus on the past, present, or future?
devil: is there anything youâre addicted to?
tower: what do you most want to change about yourself?
star: what religious beliefs do you have?
moon: do you have any recurrent dreams?
sun: do you believe optimism is always good?
judgement: how confident are you in yourself?
world: what do you hope to accomplish before you die?
âBack to work.â
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Bow down to the Queen File
(desing inspired by Cersei)
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Leave a brush and a character in my ask
You know the neopet brushes? Well, I made an art challenge for it.
(goes for File, her family, Dice, Devil and Magna)
Doing the 365 days challenge.Â
Day 8. theme was Innocence. Here you have young innocent File.Â
"Hello, Claire. What about 10 hours of I'm blue? Good thing I can leave. But you cannot."
âFile, pleasure to see you. And, knowing you Iâm glad you picked Iâm Blue by Eiffel 65, and not just Blue. Like from Heathers.â
âYou know me so well. Though I will still leave you here, to listen to it for 9 hours and 45 minutes.âÂ
I havenât posted anything in long time... here you have shitty Anime Trope with File.
IDK what that should be
Drink
Send a word for your muse to find my muse in a certain state. Drink - Find my muse drunk.
Lucifer throws a handful of yellow powder into a boiling cauldron, the bubbles expanding and exploding with terrible furiousity. The magician stares blankly, unflinching as the heavy iron pot struggles to keep itâs contents from spilling over. Cacohpanous chanting emanates from his throne room, some angelic song corrupt blasting through the halls of Pandemonium.
âEleka nahmen namen, ah tum at tum eleka nahââ
Creeeeeeek
Sensitive ears flick as they blindly search for the source of noise. The giant mahogany doors leading into the Devils office hadnât been oiled in millennia, their sonorous wailing familiar and no less irritating. The sorcererâs words are ice cold and sarcastic.
âEnter, impaitent and unclean soul⌠â
File had several papers for Devil to sign and read over, though she tried not to interrupt him at what ever he was up to, she needed them to send out to suppliers. Not to mention she couldnât just willy nilly work with budget, she needed approval.
After short knock, she let herself inside, wondering if she should get somebody to oil the creaking doors. It was a horrid sound. And then the smell. If she had a nose she would scrunch it up.
âHello Boss, I will take those words as compliment, given from whom they came from and where we are.â She deadpaned, she was not that impatient. And the less spoken about her soul the better.
âI have few urgent papers that I need you to sign.â She tried not to think about, what in name of everything rotten he was doing.
Kingston had been a bit on edge that day considering that he was expecting a package of a very personal nature to arrive in the mail. He rarely had this type of delivery, only a couple times each year. However, he always wanted to be there for it, because god forbid, if anyone found out exactly what it was for, he'd never be able to live it down.
File was smirking, she got package from place, she truly loved and ordered specially from because it didnât seem anybody else working in Casino would buy anything from them.
She was so sure nobody else would even dream about ordering things from that company, she didnât even check name, when she picked up post from post office for Casino, and just went to her office with happy little smile. It was rather strange when the post officer asked her if she is there for all Casino mail, but what else was she there for? Dancing macarena?
So right now, she was in her office, tearing in the package, ready to marvel at the soft leathery ⌠lace? She never ordered lace! What was this?!
File just stared at him, smirking. This was just so hilarious. What a smooth talker, he was. It was always pretty entertaining to see him stumble and try to cover his fuck ups.Â
âHm, do I?â She tilted her head and threw the lacy thing back in the box.
âSay please if you really want it back so badly.âÂ
He glared at her. âI donâ owe you any type of pleasantry, but whatever gets my lady her clothes back.â Dice rolled his eyes. âPlease?â He refused to drop the act, his oh-so-important reputation was at stake.
File took off one of hers gloves, showing off her claws; perk of butchered demonic possession and reason why her gloves were so thick compared to other ladies around. She started to trace the lace with her finger, ready to tear it up.
âHm, I think not.â She looked at Dice with small smirk. âYou know one of my vices is extreme curiosity and you asking for this lacy monstrosity just makes me even more curious, who is the lucky person to get it. Maybe I will monitor future parcels more, you know, as is my job and will only accept payment in information.â She spoke evenly but with cruel undertones.Â
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Who doesnât love soul-crushing angst? Send me a đ and Iâll generate a number, 1-75, and post a starter based on what scenario I get.Â
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Whatâs your museâs anger type?
Consuming
You have the right morals. You don't want to lose your temper but it is your greatest flaw. It's claws grip you and choke you out until it has it's way with you. If you can remove yourself from the situation before that happens you will find sanctuary. If not, the devastation you can cause is unrivalled. You will not explode on everything around you. Rather, ALL of your anger, that has been bottled will explode on the one person who happened to trigger it. They will not stand a chance against your temper. You have the devil in you. You cannot tame it but you can walk away before it shows it's face. The cursed ones.
Tagged by: @do-or-dice Taggs: @claireinette, @saltyocs, @inkwellcupmuses
Kingston had been a bit on edge that day considering that he was expecting a package of a very personal nature to arrive in the mail. He rarely had this type of delivery, only a couple times each year. However, he always wanted to be there for it, because god forbid, if anyone found out exactly what it was for, he'd never be able to live it down.
File was smirking, she got package from place, she truly loved and ordered specially from because it didnât seem anybody else working in Casino would buy anything from them.
She was so sure nobody else would even dream about ordering things from that company, she didnât even check name, when she picked up post from post office for Casino, and just went to her office with happy little smile. It was rather strange when the post officer asked her if she is there for all Casino mail, but what else was she there for? Dancing macarena?
So right now, she was in her office, tearing in the package, ready to marvel at the soft leathery ⌠lace? She never ordered lace! What was this?!
File just stared at him, smirking. This was just so hilarious. What a smooth talker, he was. It was always pretty entertaining to see him stumble and try to cover his fuck ups.Â
âHm, do I?â She tilted her head and threw the lacy thing back in the box.
âSay please if you really want it back so badly.âÂ
Please like/reblog this if you're willing to roleplay with villain characters without acting like the mun is a terrible person.
I writing evil or nearly evil characters more fun than writing good guys. Iâm sick of feeling like people are going to judge me for my characters. I have a right to rp what I want and explain my characters actions, but not try to justify them. Because I know why a character acts a certain way doesnât mean I think they are excused. The world isnât black and white.
Since in near future I will be moving and I lend large sum of money to my mom and she still didnât return it, I really need some extra cash.
The Cuphead Icons will be up for limited time.
Base price for Comic is 30$ per page and more given complexity and style
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If anybody is interested in commissioning, donât be afraid to PM me, ask for Discord or contact me how ever you want.
I work so that I send out first rough sketch and then ask for payment.
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"Woho." File gave a monotone shout of joy and glared at him. "Nice to know it is special day for you. But for rest of us it's simple Thursday and we all have to work."
âI b'lieve itâs a Tuesday, Iâd offer ya some cake so maybe ya wouldnât be such a wet blanket, but *snrt* ya wouldnât be able ya taste it anyway.â He snickered. Heâd work just the same, he just didnât see anything wrong with having a good time in the process. It was his birthday for Peteâs sake.
She just glared at him, silently plotting something. Like making sure his car would have cut breaks in near future. Cause that was low blow.
âVery well, if you are finished with his foolish display. Perhaps you should ask somebody if they are willing to deliver your birthday spanking. And make sure somebody who likes you counts.â
